The almost true exploits of an intrepid spinster and her stitching...and all of the things that make up her crazy, happy, quiet little life.

Aug 13, 2017

A WHOLE LOTTA NOPE...PART THREE

So here we are on a beautiful Sunday morning.

The damn good cups of coffee have been administered, the pills have been sorted for the week, the Vitamin water has been slurped, and the South Bend Tribune has been digested cover to cover.

But the New York Times?

Not so much.

Three weeks of missed papers...followed by three weeks of lovely conversations with my new besties in the customer service department.

But no paper.

It harkens back to my Sundays at the house...looking in vain for the Sunday Times, wandering the neighborhood wondering if a neighbor had received it instead, and then finally placing the call that inevitably ended with "Thank you for being the best part of the New York Times".

Well, I'm here to tell you, kids....if I'M the best part of the New York Times, we are in trouble with a capital T. Right here in Hoosierville City.

So now methinks I will have my bagel, don my swimming costume, slather on some 150 proof sunscreen, and get on with it. No sense in wasting a gorgeous sunny day running to the door every ten minutes hoping for a miracle.

Sunflower Bellpull is getting there!

Only a few more bands and this will be complete! I am, however, thinking of playing with something new this afternoon/evening. Something about wanting to start all of the things keeps rattling around in my brain.

So that's the Sunday report from the friendly confines of CS2, Dearies! I hope yours is perfectly perfect in every way and that you get to do whatever it is that your heart desires!

Sure it isn't your new "beasties" in the customer servicedept.at the Times? So sorry that what could be a sourceof enjoyment turns out to be such an annoyance, Coni. IfLenore's suggestion would work for you, that might be asolution. Hopefully your time of leisure at the pool willrelax you for the completion later of Sunflower or for diving into something new. All is not lost... shame on theTimes.....

Lovely progress on the cross stitch....and an afternoon at the pool sounds like heaven. I am feeling accomplished, as the Yakkan Shoumei applications for hubbie and I are now sent. With my drug habit it was a project. I should print and frame those puppies for all the effort it took. Also, boarding passes printed for tomorrow's flights to San Diego. Car service picks us up at 4:15 in the morning - think of me yawning and brushing my teeth with Olay facewash (I have tried to do that even after two doses of caffeine) as you dream of stitching, reading and floating the pool. Hoping your ghost lotion is waterproof.

Mine came but it was soaking wet. Aridzona isn't always.............I really enjoy my daily visits to your blog, Coni, and wish you all the very best as you prepare for your imminent surgery. God Bless, Charlotte